Telly Beer Talking
The student's life, is the life for me,
cans of baked beans, cup-noodles,
beer swigged in front of TV.
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Late night parties, are parties for me,
stumbled home at 3am, 4am?
watched comedy re-runs on their LCD.
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A lonely life, is the life for me,
telly dinnerslike mum used to make, I swear,
read ads in the newspaper just to see.
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When those parties are high, high for me,,
crinkled tin foil, white dust,
snort fairies, cry to the sky, "I'm Free!"
The End
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Telly Beer Talking, which
was posted on Aug 14, 2009 by
Ratius.
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"This just popped into my head whilst Drinking Beerinfront of the Telly... Quite ..."
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